His father was

His aunt was an O'Shaughnes-sy, And his

un - cle was a Gra-dy;-Then, suc-cess

to bold Saint Patrick's fist-He was

a saint so

cle-vér; He gave the snakes and toads There's not a mile in Ireland's isle where the dirty vermin musters ;[them in clusters. Where'er he put his dear fore-foot, he murder'd The toads went hop, the frogs went flop, slap dash into the water, [selves from slaughter. And the beasts committed suicide, to save themThen success to bold St. Patrick's fist, &c. Nine hundred thousand vipers blue he charm'd with sweet discourses, [courses. And din'd on them at Killaloo, in soups and second When blind worms, crawling in the grass, disgusted all the nation, [sense of their situation. He gave them a rise, and en'd their eves to a Then success to bold St. Patr ck's fist, &c.

a twist, And ba-nish'd them for e-ver! No wonder that our Irish boys should be so free and frisky, [pling the whisky; For St. Patrick taught them first the joys of tipNo wonder that the saint himself to taste it should be willing, [Inniskillin. For his mother kept a sheebean-shop in the town of Then success to bold St. Patrick's fist, &c. The Wicklow hills are very high, and so's the hill of Howth, sir; [than them both, sir: But there's a hill much higher still,-ay! higher "Twas on the top of this high hill St. Patrick preach'd [the varment. That drove the frogs into the bogs, and bother'd all Then success to hold St Patrick's fist. &c.

the sarment

Moderato.

bal - my fragrance round

breez

es

re - pose A

The sim-ple flow'r survey'd,

I view'd the flower of summer's pride, By beams and gales caress'd,

And then to be a rose I sigh'd, And thought its lot the best:

Vivace.

was

I

did grow, did grow, did grow, Straight hair I had, and goggle eyes, with such a roguish leer, [ear to ear; A broad flat nose turn'd up. beside a mouth from And a beauty I did grow, did grow, &c. My mother prais'd my little charms, and when she did me fill, [fed me with a quill; Lest she should spoil my mouth with spoons, she And a beauty I did grow, did grow, &c. But when I came to riper years, and should have studied books, [rooks; I sat out at the kitchen-door, a watching of the And a beauty I did grow, did grow, &c. So elevated were my thoughts, no wonder I look'd wise, [the flies; When my sweet mouth was always open, catching of And a beauty I did grow, did grow, &c.

such a Beauty I did grow. Abroad, to take the summer air, sometimes I us'd to go,The children, screaming, ran away, and cried 'a [bug-a-bo!'

Such a beauty I did grow, did grow, &c. At mountebanks a candidate, I beat them all dead hollow, And thrice I won the gold-lac'd hat by grinning thro' a collar;

Such a beauty I did grow, did grow, &c. Now, ladies, if you're smit in love, I pray do not disguise,

But commend me to a handsome wife, that in her pretty eyes

For a beauty I may go, may go; for a beauty

may go.

Vivace.

Moderato. e

eclipse

eyes
the sun,
That the incense breath of May

Is less fragrant than her own?
That the rose's hue so gay

Is by her bright cheek outshone? That the song-birds in the grove,

Or the brooklet murm'ring near, Could never make such music As her sweet voice in mine ear?

brow the cry - stal clear? No! this were not language fit For a breast that rolls like mine;

Love that scorns the aid of wit,

Nor would seek in verse to shine.

More welcome to her the line

That says, I'll love thee ever!'
Than the studied stanzas fine,

The head's, not heart's, endeavour.

mirror I find in the
The moon and stars at night
Have for me a language holy;-
They breathe a calm delight,

Half joy, half melancholy:
The sun in his uprise

Is a warning spirit splendid,
And I gaze with reverent eyes

When he comes, by pomps attended

I am a child of the mountain,
I sigh for no civic wreath;

My mirror I find in the fountain,
My couch in the flow'ry heath:

Here is the life, in sooth,

Though cities are bright in seeming;

Here we are bless'd in truth,

There we are bless'd but in dreaming.